I’ve always had a tricky relationship with politics, simultaneously fascinated and repelled by it. My earliest political memory is of Gough Whitlam standing on the steps of Parliament House, roaring for the crowd and the TV cameras after his government was summarily,...

Well… that was intense. I don’t really want to write about it, because it’s kind of embarrassing. But I’m going to, because She wants me to talk about what She’s taught me recently. And because admitting publicly that I don’t always have my shit completely...